life

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"what is life?"

"life to me is a flower. we grow, we mature, and when we become our very best, we bloom, and become the most beautiful we can be.

"some of us are prettier and stand out more than the others. we are picked and sent to different people. we become gifts to mankind.

"because of this, some of us die faster. not necessarily all, but most. we wilt away, as we are far from our place of origin."

"some of us are better. there is always someone out there that's better than you. but that doesn't mean you should stop trying."

"but there must be a farmer who planted us, nurtured us and cared for us. who is that?"

"well, my friend, that farmer has a name, and his name is God. he planted us and nurtured us so that we could help mankind and when people wonder why we flowers look so pretty, we can answer them, 'oh, our farmer did it.', and they can know of our farmer's greatness and love.

"this is what life means to me."

"... that was deep."

"yes. yes it was."

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just a little something i wrote :p
i hope you guys get the meaning of it

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